What Red liked most
after a long day of bossing people around was a good candy.

Not just any candy, no,
a special rare candy drop that only came from one planet in the whole
galaxy. He enjoyed this treat over all others and even Purple himself
wasn't allowed to indulge in his favorite treat.

They only came in once
a year.

They were probably the
only reason that planet was not yet destroyed.

Red currently was
sitting on the bed in the chamber the two of them shared, slowly
unwrapping the package he had waited all week for. The green ribbons
was cast aside, the gold foil paper carefully picked apart.

Red didn't have
patience, not for anything, not for anything except this.

He savored it.

Like a guilty pleasure
he let his claws slide over the black box, slowly picking up the lid
and finally letting himself get a scent of the fragrant aroma of the
hard candy drops inside. They were all a variety of flavors. Each one
was different, not a duplicate in the box, which made every single
one of them special.

So special in fact, he
couldn't bear the thought of sharing.

No, Purple could have
any other treat he wanted, just not these.

Purple had been
watching from his place on the couch, his legs folded, his foot
bobbing in slight irritation.

He was certainly not
jealous.

Not jealous of a candy.

Of course he wasn't.

Nope.

He didn't care that
Red unwrapped the stupid box like he was undressing a lover.

He didn't care that
he petted that strange black octagon as if trying to seduce it.

He didn't care that
Red's lekku perked when that candy was seen, when their stupid icky
scent invaded the air.

Purple was certainly
not jealous of those stupid candies.

Of course not.

He was above that.

Though the Irken
couldn't help himself when he glared at Red, glared long and hard
as he picked up one of those foul…foul…whore of a candies and put
it on his tongue; sliding it into his mouth at a slow almost sensual
pace, sucking on it audibly and causing Purple to long for that same
attention.

He certainly was not
jealous.

"Why do you like
those stupid things so much?" Came Purple's irritated snap.

Red looked over to his
companion, savoring the taste of the peach-flavored drop as he stowed
it against his cheek. It was like he noticed Purple for the first
time, and that seemed to cause Purple's antennae to perk up in
hostile fashion. "They're good."

"Uh huh." Purple
rolled his eyes, "It's just a candy."

"You have favorites."

"That's different."

"How so?" Suck,
suck, suck.

That noise was grating
on Purple, causing him to imagine other images where that sound was
induced. "It just is!"

Red smirked just
slightly, "You're just jealous."

Purple hated that word
almost as much as he hated those candies. "I am not."

"You are." Red set
the box on the bed, slowly hovering towards his counterpart, lifting
his hand and setting a claw under his chin, forcing his head up to
look to him. "Admit it."

"There's nothing to
admit." He said hotly, his cheeks flushed.

"I think there is."

"You're insane."

"You're the one
jealous of a candy."

"I am not!"

"Sure." Red kept
his grin, his eyes dancing.

Purple swatted his hand
away, "Go away, go eat your stupid candies."

"Maybe I will." He
said in a taunting manner, "They are so very good after all."

Purple tensed when Red
allowed the contact to break, hovering a foot or so from him, his
side to him, looking off as if in thought.

Suck, suck, suck.

"You're stupid."

"How mean."

"It's true."

"Oh?"

Purple turned from Red,
"Yup."

"You don't need to
get so mad." Red said simply, "You could always just ask."

Purple had never asked
to try those candies, he hated them after all. He didn't like that
Red liked something so much, didn't like that he preferred the
taste of those candies over everything. They were evil horrible
candies and if he didn't fear Red's wrath he would have threw
them out of the airlock by now. "I don't want to try them."

"You love candy."

"Not those ones."

Red hovered in front of
Purple, lowering his head so it was inches from Red's own, his
hands on the other man's shoulders. "Why not?"

"I am not jealous!"
Purple said with conviction though he didn't wrench himself out of
Red's grasp, his eyes defiant as he looked to the other smug male.

"Just try one."

Purple hesitated, "No."

"Just one."

"No."

"Just a taste."

"I won't like it."

"I bet you will."

"No."

"Pur," Red lifted a
hand, ghosting along Purple's neck, up his temple and finally to
his lekku. He twisted it with his claw, causing the other male to
gasp at the contact his eyes falling half-way. "Do it for me." He
said in that low tone of his reserved only for fellow leader.

"Nn." Purple seemed
reluctant, but it was hard to think when Red touched his antennae
like that, it sent a shiver down his spine, made his skin hot.

"You'll like it."
Red murmured, leaning closer, "I promise."

"Promise?" Purple
wasn't sure if they were really talking about the candies anymore.

Red merely grinned that
infuriating grin of his, closing the gap and locking their lips
together.

Purple let Red guide
the candy through, the taste of the sweet mixed with the intoxicating
flavor of the other Tallest caused Purple to moan. Red pushed him
back into the couch, hovering over him, claws on his cheek as they
continued their sensual kiss.

After a few moments
Red's segmented tongue swept past Purple's lips again, scooping
in and taking back the half-melted hard candy drop. He broke the
kiss, that same grin on his face as he leaned back away from the
other Irken.

Purple's cheeks were
flushed, his bright amethyst eyes slightly unfocussed as he looked to
the smug male before him. "I still don't like them." Purple
said with conviction despite his breathy tone.

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

"I'll just have to
better convince you."

"It won't work."

Red had a predatory
glint in his eyes, "I think it will."

"Prove it."

That was all it took to
get Red to come to him, their mouths crushing together, their hands
on each other's bodies. Purple couldn't even taste the candy
anymore; all he could taste was Red.

Purple decided he
didn't hate those candies after all.

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A/N:

BLURB! This was just a
cute idea in my head. I don't know if it came out exactly how I
wanted, but I still like it. Please tell me what you think! Thank you
for reading.

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